Gay Erotic Stories

It was about 10 p.m. when I was on my way to the other side of the beach for my nightly skinny dipping session after my long and exhaustive bike ride. I preferred to do my swimming in the raw and the other side of the beach was the only place I could get some privacy and get away with doing that without ruffling any lawful neighbor’s feathers. When I go out riding my bicycle, I like to wear as little as possible so I don’t feel constricted or confined. At most I just wear my spandex shorts and nothing under them and a cotton or mesh tank top. These kinds of clothes always show off my large athletic body. I’m not a huge guy: just six feet and one hundred and ninety-five pounds. I love wearing spandex shorts or silk shorts to display my well-endowed, uncircumcised dick. Some guys may be ashamed of their foreskin, but not me: I just havebto tell the whole world that I’m uncut. I love wearing tank tops to show off my massive chest and hard nipples. I always looked forward to my swims. It was a lot better than taking some boring shower when I got home. I guess it’s the feeling of the cool water drenching my entire naked and sweaty body. No shower compares to that and sometimes after a good hard ride, my balls ache so bad, I got to relieve myself and there’s nothing like shooting a hot load of jizz in mother nature’s pond. As I rode along the deserted asphalt road listening to my portable CD player with my headphones on, I turned to look over my shoulder to find a set of car headlights beaming at me. I slowed down to let the car pass, but the driver wouldn’t go around me, so I continued to ride on. Then I saw lights flashing different colors. I turned around to find a police cruiser’s lights flashing at me. I slowed down and the cruiser slowly approached from behind me. I removed my headphones and shut off my player. Then, I heard a male’s deep voice shouting, telling me to stop. So I did. I dared not move and the police officer got out of his cruiser and started walking towards me. "Slowly get off the bike and put your hands where I can see them," said the cop. I followed his instructions and got off the bike. The cop slowly walked towards me and when he got closer, he reached up and yanked my player and headphones off and they smashed to the ground. I put my bike on its kickstand and slowly raised my hands in the air. The cop told me to walk towards the cruiser and not to make any sudden movements. I leaned against the cruiser and assumed the position. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. The cop began to frisk me. As scared as I was, at the same time I found myself getting turned on by the cop’s touch. The cop started down at my ankles and very slowly worked his way up. Next thing I knew, the cop had his hands on my ass and in between my sweaty butt crack, reaching in between my legs to (excuse the pun) cop a feel of my moist crotch. The cop’s hand lingered on my cock for a few seconds longer than I thought he should and then I felt his hot and rough hands on my chest. He wrapped his arms around my body and gently grazed my stiffening nipples. He passed down my body again, stopping at my crotch. "You got any ID, fella?" asked the officer. "No, I don’t, Officer. I don’t take my wallet out with me at night when I go riding. But, if you need my name and such, I’ll voluntarily give it to you," I said, trembling. The officer was beginning to get impatient with me, although I don’t know why. "Don’t be a wise ass with me, Boy! I’ve been dealing with your kind for the longest time. You thought you’d get away from us didn’t you? But now you’re all mine." The cop pushed me hard against the cruiser. "Strip!" "Excuse me?" I asked, not really sure if I heard the officer correctly. The cop grabbed me by the arm and stood me in front of his headlights. "I said strip. Everything! Come on, Boy. I haven’t got all night!" I bent down to untie my shoes and remove my socks. As I started to undress, the cop had his flashlight focused on me the whole time. I reached over my head and removed my tank top and threw it on top of my shoes and socks. I looked up at the officer and he waved his flashlight on my shorts. As I looked at the officer, for the first time I realized he was really good looking. I was beginning to enjoy myself now in a strange way. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and very slowly peeled them off. I stopped before I exposed my cock to the officer. "I said everything!" I bent down and shucked off the shorts. The cop took my shorts from me and held them up to his face. "Mmmm, nice odor, Boy! See you keep yourself clean. I like that." Now that I was standing bare ass naked, I wondered what the cop had in mind and what he was going to do to me? To be continued...